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That child's face always haunts me a long time after seeing it. Called at Asher unclear. Found him unclear. He cannot get well. He says he tries to trust Jesus, but it seems hard to think about it, he is so unclear. I am more and more impressed with the terrible risk of waiting until the 11th hour. Oh that all our young people might realize this fact. Called at Silverspittle's to see Jack unclear. Poor boy! He lies upon a board with nothing spread over its back a ragged, dirty bit of blanket. An old cotton rag spread over him. He is a very peculiar boy. When he came to our meetings I used to think he looked like some poor emaciated Theologue! His old grandmother takes care of him. I gave her more money today to buy something for poor Jack to eat. I noticed yesterday that Jack had a little spray of green leaves fastened into a crack of the logs near his bed. I was glad to see that Eliza Hemlock, a little girl who lives in this dreadful hole, had a young robin's?